For the 'things said' one, being properly greedy here and I know it! You can just pick on, but Webbonso 6, 12, 14, 16
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6. Things you said underthe stars and in the grass
Fernando snuggled closer to Mark, breathing out a deep andcontent breath. Mark’s fingers brushed through his hair and he felt himselfdrifting slowly to sleep, the warm breeze washing over their little picnic spot.Mark’s soft chuckle sounded above Fernando as the Spaniard curled closer,pressing his ear to Mark’s heartbeat.
“You quite comfortable there, mate?” Mark smiled. Fernandojust nodded, curling closer. “You know, I did bring you out here to look at thestars.”
“Am comfy…” Fernando muttered, his eyes closed as his hand tangledtightly in Mark’s shirt. Mark pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. TheAustralian rested his head back, staring up at the sky. He used to come outhere all the time as a child. It wasn’t far from his family home and it was aplace he came to just get away from the world. He loved that he could now shareit with Fernando.
It was peaceful. And with the slightly long grass it gavethem a touch of privacy to just be themselves, not care about anyone findingthem or recognising them or seeing them. Mark loved how they could just bethem. He knew all the hiding put more pressure on Fernando so he loved thatthey had places they could go and just relax. When Fernando didn’t have toworry and they could just enjoy their limited time together.
“You like the stars?” Fernando asked, staring up at Mark’sface. He adored how captivated the Australian looked. Loved how his eyessparkled with the reflection of the stars above. Mark nodded, sliding his handdown to Fernando’s back as the Spaniard turned to look up at the stars. “Why?”
“Why not?” Mark shrugged, not ever having really thoughtabout it. Fernando tutted him.
“Is a reason, Mark.” Fernando requested lightly, half lyingon top of Mark as his fingers stroked across his cheek. Mark looked down athim, feeling truly content. Fernando looked stunning most places but here hewas almost out of this world. It was everything to Mark.
“I don’t know… I just do.”
“Am not such a fan.”
“No?” Mark frowned a little at the man in his arms. Howcould Fernando not like staring at the stars? The were beautiful and sonaturally perfect. Just like Fernando himself.
“No… Like to appreciate what I have, not what I cannotreach.” He muttered, moving so Mark and his faces were closer. Mark curled hisfingers into Fernando’s hair.
“I understand that.” Mark nodded.
“But I love that you like them.”
“Yeah?”
“You are more relaxed here, with nature. Is like youbelong.”
“I belong with the stars?” Mark questioned, trying tounderstand what Fernando was saying. Fernando blushed.
“Are like a shooting star.” Fernando explained. “You belongwith the others, lighting up the world but you privilege me by being here.”Mark couldn’t help but beam at Fernando, pulling him closer and stealing hislips. “And I make a wish when I see you that you can love me.” Fernandomuttered, keeping his eyes closed as his cheeks heated up. Mark grinned,wrapping his arms tightly around the Spaniard. They both relaxed back, Fernandosnuggling into Mark’s arms as Mark looked back up at the sky. “I like beingyour shooting star.”
“Am glad you fell for me.” Fernando smiled, kissing lightlyat Mark’s neck until the Australian tipped his chin up, brushing their lipstogether.
12. Things you said whenyou thought I was asleep
Fernando had a habit of falling asleep on Mark. All it wouldtake was for the Australian to wrap and arm around him, carding his fingersthrough his hair and he would go out like a light switch. Especially after atough race. Mark exhaled slowly, closing his own eyes as he pulled Fernandocloser, setting a kiss to his temple.
He couldn’t believe Fernando was with him sometimes.Sometimes it made he pause, a small smile spread on his lips as he realisedFernando was actually his. Fernando sought him out and Fernando wanted to spendtime in his company. Mark didn’t rate himself as much exciting. To be fair hecouldn’t see Fernando’s attraction to him. He could totally see how Fernandowas attractive. It made him want to pull him closer sometimes in the paddockwhen journalists or fans or anyone got a bit too close, a bit too friendly. Hecould envisage Fernando slipping through his fingers so easily and he didn’twant to loose him. Not now he had somehow got him.
“Hmmnmph…” Fernando mumbled, shuffling slightly. Mark smiledat him.
“Hmph indeed.” He chuckled, brushing the hair out ofFernando’s face so he could see he’s softly resting features. Mark lovedwatching him sleep. Loved that Fernando waited until he was in his embrace tolet his eyes flutter closed. It made Mark feel special, feel needed.
Mark shuffled closer to Fernando when his tight grip relaxedin his shirt, showing he was asleep. He pressed his forehead to the side ofthis face, breathing him in like he always did and closed his eye.
“I love you.” Mark whispered in his ear, feeling a tinglerun down his spine as he finally aired the words he was dying to say. It madehim smile, press a kiss to Fernando’s cheek as he held him tighter, nuzzlingcloser to him. “I love you so much.”
Fernando opened his eyes, turning to look at Mark with ashocked expression.
“What?” Mark jumped out of his skin, unaware Fernando hadturned to face him, too caught up in the moment. He gaped at his boyfriend fora moment, his brain searching frantically for the right words.
“I… You were asleep.” Mark accused. Fernando shook his head.
“Am never asleep.” Fernando hadn’t slept since that time hewoke up to hear Mark talking to him. He had initially thought Mark was on thephone. He knew Mark found it difficult to express himself and this was his wayof doing it. This was his way of being able to honestly tell Fernando how hemade him feel.
“I didn’t… I thought you were asleep.” Mark was panicking.How could he be so stupid? He hadn’t been with Fernando long enough to saythat. The shock in Fernando’s face was too loud. He could almost here the words‘this isn’t working’ pouring off the Spaniard’s lips. He was going to loose himover something so stupid. “I thought you were-” Fernando cuts off whatever hewas going to say by pressing a kiss to his lips, curling around Mark like asafety blanket. Mark’s hands settled on Fernando’s hips, not knowing exactlywhat he should be doing at this point. It made Fernando laugh.
“I love you too.” Fernando beamed, holding Mark’s facedelicately. Mark blinked at him.
“What?”
“Love you too.” Fernando sighed, curling into Mark’s hold.
14. Things you saidafter you’d kissed me
Gentle Mark presses his lips to Fernando’s. He knows he’sfragile at the moment and he doesn’t want to do anything to break him. He’ssurprised, really, that Fernando has lasted this long. He pushes lightly onFernando’s shoulder, breaking the gentle kiss apart as the Spaniard tries todeepen it. Fernando tries to close the gap again but Mark holds him back.
“No.” Mark says lightly. He knows this isn’t what Fernandowants or needs right now. He needs to be able to fall apart, not keep up this‘tough guy’ act. Sometimes Fernando just needs to be reminded it’s Ok for himto be vulnerable; Mark will always protect him. Fernando grabs Mark’s collar,trying to pull him closer. “Fernando, no.”
“Do not be the next person to stop me getting what I want.”Fernando warns darkly, his hands still tight in Mark’s shirt. Slowly, and carefully,Mark removed his hands.
“You’ve done the anger bit, mate.” Mark reminds, his eyesflicking up to look at the mess on the other side of the room. “Just breathe.”
“Stop telling me what to do!” Fernando bites, shoving Markaway from him. But Mark is ready for it. He holds Fernando’s hips, pulling himclose to his body. Fernando squirms for a bit, trying to get free, but Markholds him tightly, keeps him pressed close to him. It takes a while, a littlelonger than usual, but eventually Fernando melts into him, his hands bunchinginto the back of his shirt as he cries into Mark’s shoulder. Mark rubs his backsoftly, cradling his head close and barely letting any space between them. Hejust lets Fernando cry, lets him finally let out the emotions he’s been holdingback for too long.
“It’s Ok, Fernando.” Mark coos, feeling his own throattighten at how broken Fernando sounds.
“H-He sp… spins…”
“I know.” Mark mutters, pulling Fernando closer.
“First-t co-orne..er…”
“I know, buddy.”
“Is n-not fair!” Fernando whines, snuggling closer to Mark.Mark kisses his forehead, wanting to somehow take his pain away. But it’s notpossible. Not yet. Everything is just too fresh.
“You’ll be champion again, Fernando.” Mark promises,wrapping his arms tighter around Fernando. Fernando just sniffs. “2013. It’syour year, Nano.”
16. Things you saidwith no space between us
Fernando can’t breathe; he’s so close to Mark. But he’s notcomplaining about that. He almost feels the need to pull him closer, force theinevitable to never come. His fingers tighten on Mark at the thought. He can’tlet him go. He doesn’t know how to be without Mark. He doesn’t know how he willget through shit races without Mark’s support. Or through great ones withouthis pride.
“Ow.” Mark complains through a smile. “Fernando, mate, don’trip my skin off.”
“Sorry…” Fernando mutters, but makes no sign of letting Markgo or lightening his hold on the Australian.
“Oxygen is also an important thing for me.” Mark says,pulling Fernando’s arms from around him. Fernando just snuggles closer,accidently kneeing Mark in the stomach as he tries to get closer. “Oof!”
“Sorry!” Fernando says, pretty much curling onto Mark’storso like a cat.
“What are you doing?”
“I…” Fernando bites his lip. There is a reason he’s neversaid this to Mark before.
“Get off.” Mark nudges, sliding Fernando back onto themattress. Fernando glues himself to Mark’s side, tucking his head in the curveof his neck. “I’m not going anywhere, Nano.”
“Was your last race…” Fernando admits sadly. Mark tips hischin so they’re looking into each other’s eyes.
“That’s not going to change anything.” Mark promises,stroking his thumb across Fernando’s cheek and catching the tear leaking fromhis eye. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Will not race with me anymore…”
“But I’ll be here, for as many races as I can be.” Markassures, dragging Fernando closer. He kisses the top of his head, aidingFernando in making sure no space is between them.
“And will come to as many as yours.” Fernando nods. He’sstill keeping it a secret that he’s waving the flag at Le Mans. He wants Markto be surprised.
“See? Nothing is going to change. We’re still going to beperfect.” Mark ensures, snuggling closer to Fernando. Fernando just nods, hishand tangling tightly in Mark’s shirt. It is going to change once Mark isn’tracing Formula One any more. Fernando just hopes he’s right and everything canstay perfect.
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